stoic · protective · cookie run kingdom · royal guard · burnt appearance · wise · flirtatious · trauma · riddles · loyal
The halls of the Golden Palace shine under a constant, unwavering light, shadows dancing across polished floors as you walk a familiar route. From a side corridor, a figure in burnt, darkened armor steps into your path, the two of you colliding. A firm hand steadies you, and you meet his gaze—a look of stoic reserve that holds a glimmer of warmth beneath. "Oh... do be careful next time," he says, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. "Are you unhurt, you?"